The Future Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEF GHIJKFELMNOP QFCRSTUV WCXYZRA2 B2C2D2E2RF2G2 H2FI2C2J2K2L2XM2 CMWN2FO2P2N KCQ2R2OFS2KRET2 U2V2 CW2X2FY2WZ2 A3B3C3D3RM2XE3FN| A wanderer is man from his birth | A |
| He was born in a ship | B |
| On the breast of the river of Time | C |
| Brimming with wonder and joy | D |
| He spreads out his arms to the light | E |
| Rivets his gaze on the banks of the stream | F |
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| As what he sees is so have his thoughts been | G |
| Whether he wakes | H |
| Where the snowy mountainous pass | I |
| Echoing the screams of the eagles | J |
| Hems in its gorges the bed | K |
| Of the new born clear flowing stream | F |
| Whether he first sees light | E |
| Where the river in gleaming rings | L |
| Sluggishly winds through the plain | M |
| Whether in sound of the swallowing sea | N |
| As is the world on the banks | O |
| So is the mind of the man | P |
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| Vainly does each as he glides | Q |
| Fable and dream | F |
| Of the lands which the river of Time | C |
| Had left ere he woke on its breast | R |
| Or shall reach when his eyes have been closed | S |
| Only the tract where he sails | T |
| He wots of only the thoughts | U |
| Raised by the objects he passes are his | V |
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| Who can see the green earth any more | W |
| As she was by the sources of Time | C |
| Who imagines her fields as they lay | X |
| In the sunshine unworn by the plough | Y |
| Who thinks as they thought | Z |
| The tribes who then roamed on her breast | R |
| Her vigorous primitive sons | A2 |
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| What girl | B2 |
| Now reads in her bosom as clear | C2 |
| As Rebekah read when she sate | D2 |
| At eve by the palm shaded well | E2 |
| Who guards in her breast | R |
| As deep as pellucid a spring | F2 |
| Of feeling as tranquil as sure | G2 |
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| What bard | H2 |
| At the height of his vision can deem | F |
| Of God of the world of the soul | I2 |
| With a plainness as near | C2 |
| As flashing as Moses felt | J2 |
| When he lay in the night by his flock | K2 |
| On the starlit Arabian waste | L2 |
| Can rise and obey | X |
| The beck of the Spirit like him | M2 |
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| This tract which the river of Time | C |
| Now flows through with us is the plain | M |
| Gone is the calm of its earlier shore | W |
| Bordered by cities and hoarse | N2 |
| With a thousand cries is its stream | F |
| And we on its breast our minds | O2 |
| Are confused as the cries which we hear | P2 |
| Changing and shot as the sights which we see | N |
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| And we say that repose has fled | K |
| For ever the course of the river of Time | C |
| That cities will crowd to its edge | Q2 |
| In a blacker incessanter line | R2 |
| That the din will be more on its banks | O |
| Denser the trade on its stream | F |
| Flatter the plain where it flows | S2 |
| Fiercer the sun overhead | K |
| That never will those on its breast | R |
| See an ennobling sight | E |
| Drink of the feeling of quiet again | T2 |
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| But what was before us we know not | U2 |
| And we know not what shall succeed | V2 |
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| Haply the river of Time | C |
| As it grows as the towns on its marge | W2 |
| Fling their wavering lights | X2 |
| On a wider statlier stream | F |
| May acquire if not the calm | Y2 |
| Of its early mountainous shore | W |
| Yet a solemn peace of its own | Z2 |
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| And the width of the waters the hush | A3 |
| Of the grey expanse where he floats | B3 |
| Freshening its current and spotted with foam | C3 |
| As it draws to the Ocean amy strike | D3 |
| Peace to the soul of the man on its breast | R |
| As the pale waste widens around him | M2 |
| As the banks fade dimmer away | X |
| As the stars come out and the night wind | E3 |
| Brings up the stream | F |
| Murmurs and scents of the infinite sea | N |
Matthew Arnold
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